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Chapter Eight

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He texted at nine fifty-three.

How are you holding up?

I stared at it in the back of the cab and put my phone face down on my knee.

I didn’t know how to answer that honestly, and I was too tired to answer it any other way.

Katrina was already there when I arrived. My father wasn’t.

She was sitting alone, wine in hand, completely unbothered. She looked up when I walked in and smiled like she’d been eagerly awaiting this for a while.

“Elena,” she said, standing. “I’d know you anywhere. Your fathe
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    He texted at nine fifty-three.How are you holding up?I stared at it in the back of the cab and put my phone face down on my knee.I didn’t know how to answer that honestly, and I was too tired to answer it any other way.Katrina was already there when I arrived. My father wasn’t.She was sitting alone, wine in hand, completely unbothered. She looked up when I walked in and smiled like she’d been eagerly awaiting this for a while.“Elena,” she said, standing. “I’d know you anywhere. Your father talks about you constantly.”“He talks about you too,” I said. “As of yesterday.”She had the grace to look slightly guilty. “I know, I asked him to wait. I wanted to meet you before it became official.”“Why?” I asked, sitting across from her.“Because you matter to him more than anything,” she said. “I didn’t want you to feel ambushed.”I looked at her properly. She was warm without performing it. I could see exactly what my father saw, and I resented how easily I could see it. It would have

  • Bound By Forbidden Desire   Chapter Seven

    I was halfway through my second coffee when Nikos’s assistant called.“Mr. Stavros would like to see you. Now if possible.”It was seven fifty-three in the morning.“Tell him I’ll be there in five,” I said.I took my time, not to be difficult. Just because walking into that office on his schedule felt like giving something up, and I’d already given up enough this week.His door was open when I got there.He was standing by the window with his sleeves already rolled up. He looked like a man who hadn’t slept, which made two of us.“Close the door,” he said.I closed it and stayed near it. “You wanted to see me.”“Sit down, Elena.”“I’m fine standing.”He turned from the window, staring at me for a long moment.“Sit down,” he said again. This time quietly, not like a command, so I sat.He came away from the window and sat across from me. In the chair directly across. He was deliberately removing every layer of authority between us.That got my attention.“Your father’s dinner is tonight,

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    I got home and stood in the shower until the water went cold.I’m getting married.The words kept coming back. The way certain things lodge themselves in your chest and refuse to move no matter how much you try to work around them.My father hadn’t sounded uncertain, like a man who needed reassurance or permission. He sounded like someone who had already decided, already planned, already bought the ticket to Athens, and chosen the restaurant and was only now letting me in on it.That was the part that stung, not that he was happy. I wanted him to be happy.But I was his daughter, and I hadn't even known there was someone. Two years of Sunday calls and holiday visits, and not once had he mentioned her name.I turned the shower off and stood in the steam.Bring an open mind, like he already knew I’d need one.I dried off, got into bed, and stared at the ceiling until the city outside my window went quiet.Nikos’s face kept coming back too. That flicker when I said the word married. Ther

  • Bound By Forbidden Desire   The Project

    I spent the next three days avoiding Nikos Stavros like my life depended on it.Which, in a way, it did.I arrived early, left late, took the stairs instead of the elevator, and strategically planned my bathroom breaks to avoid running into him in the hallways. When meetings were unavoidable, I sat as far from him as possible and kept my eyes on my notes.It was exhausting.And judging by the increasingly frustrated looks he shot my way, he knew exactly what I was doing.Thursday afternoon, I was reviewing contracts in my office when my door opened without a knock.Nikos walked in and closed it behind him.“We need to talk,” he said firmly.“I’m busy,” I replied without looking up.“Elena”“It’s Ms. Hayes,” I corrected, still focused on my screen.“Ms. Hayes,” he said with exaggerated patience. “We need to discuss the actual project I hired you for.”That got my attention. I looked up. “I thought I was already working on it.”“No. You’ve been doing busywork I assigned to keep you oc

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    I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw them Nikos and Bella. His hands on her waist. Her fingers in his hair. I had no right to feel what I was feeling. I arrived early Tuesday, slipped into my office before the floor filled up, and stared at my screen until the words stopped meaning anything. At nine-fifteen, my desk phone rang. I stared at it. Let it ring once, and twice I picked it up. “Elena Hayes.” “My office, Now!” Nikos clipped, commanding. “I’m in the middle of ” The line went dead. I set the phone down slowly. My hands were shaking. I noticed that and said nothing to myself about it. I grabbed my tablet and walked to the elevator. Whatever this was, I wouldn’t arrive small. His office door was open. He stood by the window, hands in his pockets, staring out at Athens. I knocked once. “You wanted to see me?” I asked coolly. He turned, dark circles under his eyes like he hadn’t slept either. “Close the door,” he said q

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    I stepped off the elevator on Monday morning and adjusted my blazer.First day at Stavros International. I’d spent the weekend preparing, researching, memorizing names and faces from the company directory.The executive floor was busy, assistants rushed past with coffee, phones rang, corporate chaos in full swing.I checked my phone, the morning meeting started in ten minutes, conference room 3901.I turned left down the corridor, nine minutes now. A door stood open. I pushed it wider, expecting the conference room.A man sat behind a massive desk. Fifties, gray hair, expensive suit. He looked up from his laptop.“You’re late,” he snapped.I blinked. “I’m sorry, I think I have the wrong room.”“The coffee. Where is it?” he demanded.“I’m not here to bring you coffee. I think there’s been a misunderstanding.”“And what are you wearing?” His eyes moved over me with clear disapproval. “This is a professional environment, not a nightclub.”Heat flooded my face. “Excuse me?”He gestured

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